Peace, Love, and Lutefisk: Adventures i Norge

Do you ever wonder what Noah would have done if it would have been below freezing when the whole 40 days and 40 nights thing started to happen? Would he have built some kind of eco-dome to support the animals, and if so how would they have enough oxygen and how would it smell...or maybe he just would have built a house? Thoughts like these enter your mind when you enter approximately the 6th day in a row of constant snow. It is deceivingly beautiful, and it falls so slowly and lightly that you think there is no way that it could possibly accumulate...but it does.

And it has now engulfed our mailbox, our porch, and soon our entryway. This has seriously tested our unspoken rule about not buying a shovel for the house. No one in the house has ever offered to buy it, and we have never really had a conversation about needing it, so we just continue to create a small walkway through the huge pile of snow to the street. . .It usually works alright, until the piles of snow go to your waist and the path gets narrower and narrower...and let me tell you it's difficult to mirror the stride of someone when the dryness of your groin is at stake. Now we walk out of the house and arrive to the street with two matching white legs. It's too bad white jeans aren't back in style or we would be in fine shape.

It doesn't look like it will let up any time soon, but tomorrow the mail comes again, so I'm excited to see what the mailman does. In the meantime, I'm going to wiki "the construction of bio-domes." Hopefully see you in 34 days.

APPENDIX

As a late addition to this blog, today I have to ask again what's up with the snow. It's not falling as flakes in the shapes that we used to make out of construction paper. Instead it's falling in small, condensed balls, like dippin' dots from the sky. Does this mean that the future of ice cream is finally here? As exciting as that could be, it is quite strange to see people using umbrellas to seek refuge from the pellets of snow. Take cover, the dippin' dots are here.